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174s]                    To Horace Mann
A thousand loves to the Chutes: a thousand compliments to the Princess; and a thousand—whats ? to the Grifona. Alas! what can one do? I have forgot all my Italian. Adieu!
112.   To HORACE MANN.
Arlington Street, March 25, 1743.
WELL ! my dear Sir, the Genii, or whoever are to look after the seasons, seem to me to change turns, and to wait instead of one another, like lords of the bedchamber. We have had loads of sunshine all the winter; and within these ten days nothing but snows, north-east winds, and blue plagues. The last ships have brought over all your epidemic distempers : not a family in London has escaped under five or six ill: many people have been forced to hire new labourers. Gueriiier, the apothecary, took two new apothecaries, and yet could not drug all his patients. It is a cold and fever. I had one of the worst, and was blooded on Saturday and Sunday, but it is quite gone: my father was blooded last night: his is but slight. The physicians say that there has been nothing like it since the year thirty-three, and then not so bad: in short, our army abroad would shudder to see what streams of blood have been let out! Nobody has died of it, but old Mr. Eyres *, of Chelsea, through obstinacy of not bleeding; and his ancient Grace of York2. Wilcox of Eochester3 succeeds him, who is fit for nothing in the world, but to die of this cold too.
They now talk of the King's not going abroad : I like to talk on that side; because though it may not be true, one
LETTER 112.—1 Kingsmill Eyre,      manners.
Secretary to the Commissioners of        s He was not succeeded by Dr.
Chelsea College.                                    Wilcox, but by Dr. Herring, since
2  Lancelot    Blackburne    (1658-     promoted  to the Archbishopric of
1743), Archbishop of York.    He was     Canterbury.    Walpole. remarkable for the freedom of his